During the school year, every week feels like a rush to be everywhere and get everything done in time. Then, the weekend comes, and we can all breathe for a second before the marathon of tests and activities begins again on Monday. I honestly like being busy in a lot of ways; having a packed schedule keeps me motivated, and I genuinely enjoy the activities that I do.
Still, now that I have had so much extra free time, I am beginning to realize all of the simple things that I’ve been missing out on.
Before the Stay-at-Home orders, my friend and I (while staying far more than 6 feet apart) did sidewalk chalk with her younger sister. We drew pastel flowers and listened to music while reminiscing about all of the summers that we would sit outside and chalk our driveways.
Before I even picked up a piece of chalk, I checked the weather forecast; the day looked sunny and beautiful, but according to weather.com, in a few hours it would rain. I decided to do chalk despite the fact that it would quickly wash away, and at first, that decision bothered me a little bit. It seemed almost pointless because I knew that I’d be putting in time to something so temporary.
As I began to draw flower after flower, however, I began to realize that it really didn’t matter if it soon washed away. I was outside on a sunny day doing chalk with my friend not for some sort of progress or outcome, but just for momentary fun. And that’s perfectly good.